I don't like it
repeating myself
I do like it
repeating others' sounds

This hissing fits
the night's shut eyes
it fits, the hiss,  
its missing ears

I won't miss it,
the hiss. Where does the air
slip, when it stops
repeating after me?

A dozen starlings
dozing in the evening sun
doesn't dare the season's end.

It dozen-n't, dare it,
these dozing within warm pinks
to dream up spring's spry bend.

Make a list
Make a plan
Make a choice
Still, a confusing man

Take off your clothes
Take less than you give
Take the girl for granted
Still forget to live

Check things off
Jack things off
Shrug things off
Still overfill the trough

Turn the boy on
Turn the light on
Turn the stove on
Still hold back your yawn

All so you can see life:
a coin of meaning and frivolity
in pursuit of harmony

Are you going to enter
the arena
or not?
Sail away from the marina
'Cause you're afraid of what you haven't got
You're afraid of this Athena

Are you going to run from
the pain
or not?
Numb with pizza, *****, and *******
'Cause you're afraid of what you haven't got
You're afraid of the back-breaking strain

While you think the armor is doing you good
your numbness, your excuses, your perfectionism, your would;
Really, it is only destructive and blocks your could.

You. Stupid shoulders and sideburns.
Turns
We take
To Make
Ways to harm
Charm
Your way into my mind
Only to leave me behind
Under folds of fabric.
Brick
Thick
Stick
Is your ooze to my brain
Crain your neck
Hold on, here is a check
To even out what I lack
Track
Back
Begin again.

I evaporate
Slowly like a puddle
Into humid air

My particles
Invisible
To her eyes
To his eyes
To your eyes.
But felt heavy
In her lungs
In his lungs
In your lungs

I condense
Reluctantly like a scared teenager
Into the middle of breath.

And we're just 4 friends,
Running around like a bunch of 10 year olds,
Growing up in the 90s.